Get Well Soon
Does it make you feel better
to hurt me with your words?
Does it help your self-esteem
to put me in a world of hurt?
Do you know what your doing
every time you call me those names?
Do you realize that it kills me every
time you play your little games?
I will no longer let you get to me
all you are is a bully.
I am proud to be who I am
now I must take a stand.
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